Peng Ying really hated Wen Tian. Even if his hands and feet were disabled, even if his body was weak, he still moved towards Wen Tian. When he moved to his feet, he suddenly pounced on him and bit his leg hard until he saw it. Blood still refused to let go.
Still Yu Qingluo couldn't see it, and frowned and glanced at Mo Xian. Mo Xian immediately stepped forward and pulled away Wen Tian, who was motionless and letting Peng Ying bite him.
"Are you stupid? Are you just going to let him bite you?" Mo Xian glared at Wen Tian fiercely, "You have nothing to do to apologize to him. It's his own extreme thoughts and his own choice. I can't blame you."
Wen Tian was stunned, as if he had no feeling in his legs, and just looked at Peng Ying steadily.
After a long time, he finally spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "If you hate me so much, why did you strongly advise me to stay with the Mongolian people when I returned to the imperial capital to prevent me from getting involved in this muddy water?"
Peng Ying was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed, "Because I'm afraid that if I can't help it, I'll kill you. I'm afraid that if you come back to the imperial capital together, I won't be able to help but torture you and kill you."
Wen Tian's eyebrows knitted tightly, "I can't understand..."
"It's actually very simple." Yu Qingluo glanced at the two brothers and whispered, "Peng Ying's feelings for Hongye are true, so although he hates you, he doesn't want Hongye to be helpless. He has been with you for many years, so naturally I know your character, even though I don’t want to admit it, but I also know that you are the most suitable for Hongye. You will do your best to be good to Hongye and take care of her for the rest of her life."
Wen Tian felt a little unbelievable, with a complicated expression, and looked at Peng Ying, "But, don't you think you are conflicted? You clearly know what Miss Jade means to Hongye, and you clearly know that Miss Jade is dead, Hongye It won’t be good, but you still helped Concubine Meng deal with Miss Yu and Prince, and even Nannan. They were killed by you, do you think Hongye will not be sad or sad? "
"Ha, of course I know she will be sad." Peng Ying sneered, "But no matter how sad she is, with you by her side, she will get better sooner or later. People are dead, and Hongye will not be buried with them, right? .”
Wen Tian shook his head, "You don't understand Hong Ye very well. If she knew that Miss Yu and Nan Nan were killed by you, although she would be sad, she would be more filled with hatred. She would desperately look for you and Meng. The imperial concubine will not rest until she dies, so she will never live alone."
Peng Ying's body shook violently, and suddenly he lay on the ground, burying his entire face in his arms.
No, it's not that he doesn't understand Hongye, he actually knows it very well.
Just because he knew it, he had been hesitating since returning to the imperial capital, and he was also struggling in his heart.
He wanted power, supreme power, but he didn't want Hongye to die in vain.
Therefore, he did not contact Concubine Meng for a long time after returning to the imperial capital. Even when he was at Xiujing Villa, he did not reveal any information to the Seventh Prince, leaving it up to his right-hand man to deal with Yu Zuolin and put him in jail.
However, slowly he discovered that some things were beyond his control.
Prince Xiu had already begun to suspect that one of the four guards was a spy. Wen Tian was of the Mongolian ethnic group and was basically excluded. Mo Xian has always had to trust the prince, and the prince does not have deep doubts about him.
So he knew that the focus was on him and Shen Ying.
However, Shen Ying also felt it, so he worked harder and harder. Peng Ying knew that if he continued like this, his identity would be exposed sooner or later. As long as he conveyed the news to Concubine Meng once, he would be caught.
Concubine Meng also gave him an order to capture Nan Nan.
From the moment he embarked on the path of being a spy, he had no choice. Although he also thought about simply confessing to Prince Xiu, it was too late.
When he was in the Mongolian tribe, he had already sent the message to Meng Po and the others. Although Meng Po failed in the end, the matter had been done and the elder of the Ming tribe was still unconscious. Therefore, if the prince finds out, he will never spare himself.
Therefore, he could only deal with Yu Qingluo and Ye Xiudu, and he could only deceive Nannan away. As for Hongye, just wait until the matter is over before thinking of anything else.
I just didn’t expect that I would still fall short in the end.
Peng Ying thought, a wry smile appeared on his face. What do you regret now? What's the use of thinking about this? Things have reached this point, and I have become a useless person and am at the mercy of others. What else can I do
Peng Ying suddenly raised his head, looked at Ye Xiudu, gasped and raised his chin slightly, his eyes blazing, "My lord, I already know the questions you asked. Now can you tell me how to deal with me?"
"It seems like you just want to die." Ye Xiudu said with a sneer.
Peng Ying hummed, "Is it possible that the prince is still willing to let me live? If the prince is willing, I can guarantee that I will never appear in front of the prince from now on."
"I thought you were not afraid of death."
"Afraid, why not? I have escaped death many times, so I naturally cherish this life very much."
The corner of Yu Qingluo's mouth twitched. How come she didn't feel that he cherished this life at all from this tone
"KouKou" was thinking when a knock on the door suddenly came from outside, followed closely by a soft and melodious voice, "Yu Qingluo, someone is here."
This voice... turned out to be Xuanya who had gone and returned.
She left aggressively just now, but unexpectedly she turned around and guarded the door for them obediently.
"who?"
"She said her name is Hongye." Xuanya replied lazily.
Red leaves
Everyone in the room looked at each other, and Wen Tian was suddenly shocked. "They must have found Prince Xiu's Mansion because I didn't go back. Hongye should already know that such a big thing happened today. I... I'll go out and take a look."
"No, let her in." Ye Xiudu stopped him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Peng Ying, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly screamed, "No, don't let her in, don't let her in."
He said, moving the pillar away with a look of horror on his face.
He looks like this now... His hand tendons and hamstrings have been severed, his martial arts skills are gone, his face is covered in blood, his clothes are dirty and torn, his hair is unkempt, and he looks like a ghost.
Like a ghost, how can I see it? Can't see, can't see.
Peng Ying breathed rapidly and stepped back, looking panicked and frightened, staring at the door tightly.
But after Xuanya received Ye Xiudu's order, she turned around and called Hongye. At this moment, the footsteps stopped outside the door, and soon there was the sound of fingers on the door frame.
Peng Ying screamed and hurriedly used his hands to tidy up his hair, but he couldn't use his hands at all.
He was so angry that he started to hit the pillar behind him with his hands, as if he was going crazy. "No, don't let her see me, don't..."